Genichiro's face showed several emotions all the time: sour or gloomy. It was like he ate a handful of ants… Emma told you about the argument between Lord Takeru and Genichiro quite by accident, when she drank too much sake one cold evening. But you have kept this memory deep in your heart.

But this fact made it clear to you that he was not always so callous and obsessed. And sometimes too reckless.

He put himself in danger again when he went out into the open against a crowd of opponents. There was no doubt that he would win. But how infuriating it was!

From the observation deck of Ashina Castle, nervous footsteps could be heard, mingling with the rustling of the fabric of your kimono and haori. You tried to calm the anger rising in your throat.

Genichiro's arms folded across his broad chest as he watched the small but feisty yōkai frowning at him. He gave you the exact definition: «adorable.» Although, he would never say it out loud.

「落ち着け、」he grinned barely noticeably, once again forgiving your impudence and assertiveness.